My fourty five oh Sticking and thuging for my survival Never try to fuck a dirty hoel Even when I blow I don't need your lessons and the tasks Cause I know What I gotta do with my motherfucking bolow Born in this cruel world full of money and lie Main thing that I've learned is just trying to survive Making all dirty bitches run when I try Mama always told me never cry, never try to hide Growned up on the streets, feel the hate never smile All night long here the gunshots on my side Always ready to get a gun and homocide But you'll never can imagine a pain That I feel inside Till I was a little boy, Wanna be a thug and I try Got the gun on my left pocket, knife on my right When I run the streets, bitch snitches can't hide Getting crazy, open fire, when I here my Mama cry I remember mama told me just Believe in God I remember mama told me never Dill a drug I remember mama told me just find Some job But my mama never told me never Be a thug